"the sublime" by steve scafidi

for Larry Levis And what good is a dream finally? It breaks your head open and cello music pours out of a stranger's window and the most gorgeous woman you ever loved says to hit the road and you do see them—that stranger and this woman. Kissing everywhere. In the trees. On boats. In the kitchen cupboards. The fog of daily life never lifts and the checkbook needs proper calculations and the dog…